Miami Beach shore lines , blue skies at midday and by 3:30 the heavens have dumped 2 inches of rain with thunderstorms.
17 blocks to school each way and each day I walked with my friends. 1990 ,the art deco scene had just establish itself as the new Renaissance movement for the South Florida elite. Pastel colours and earthtones blanketed those who chose to wear anything,where Aerobics and leg warmers were all the rage. A mother of a 12 & 5 year old, made her way day after day in traffic with no car to her second job to make ends meet .
They sent her home with fever and fatigue and as she rested, her eldest came home to find her weak. She assured him she was ok and gave instructions as to what she wanted her baby boy to eat. At 1am she woke the oldest to tell him the paramedics were on their way for a simple check up and he was in charge until his aunt would arrive.
Neither of them knew then ,that that would be the last time they saw each other and that her kids world's would never be the same come 7:42am Saturday when they were informed that her lifeless body needed to be identified now. I learned very early on that taking people and situations for granted benefits no one.
We don't always get to say goodbye or apologize for being difficult or to even hear them say they love you one last time. Respect what you have and cherish it now,not when it's gone. Consider if it left yesterday and what would you do now? Rest In Peace Mom, you're with me still, forever in my heart.
Irma Camile Wallen
April 16,1951 -March 24,1990
#memories#love#kids # parents #life#death#hope#change#respect#takenforgranted#loss#poetry#words#spilledink#writersofig#poetsofig#fromtheheart#4am#thoughts#insomnia#heavyheart#imissyou#mom
You are there
The other side
Of this living veil
Your body gone
I still cannot
I know I feel
I would love
To touch you
To hold you
One last time
Was cut too short
My universe redesigned
The colour faded away
To grey and then
Knowing that on
This lonely earth
I would never
Get you back
You stay so close
Because it’s all
That you can do
And I count down
And the minutes
Until I get to come
Home to you
Ces mots entendus il y a quelques jours lors du spectacle Le Roi Lion à Londres continuent de résonner en mois en ce jour anniversaire.
« Tu m’as oublié. Tu m’as oublié en oubliant qui tu étais. Regarde en toi. Tu vaux mieux que ce que tu es devenu. Il te faut reprendre ta place dans le cycle de la vie. N’oublie pas qui tu es. »
23 mars 2006 -> 12 ans. #loss#lionking#disney ##lionkingquote#father#dad#orphan#mourning#moodoftheday#mood
The Face Of Depression
Each day as evening starts to set...
The ache builds in her chest...
She knows that she must go to bed...
And try to get some rest...
She hugs her tearstained pillow close...
When noone is around...
And cries for all that she has loved & lost...
And screams without a sound...
Others see her in the day...
And think she's doing well...
But everyday as evening sets...
She enters her own hell...
Time hadn't healed her pain at all...
Or quieted her fears...
So every night alone in bed...
She sheds those silent Tears... As I sit here, I write this in hopes that it may help someone & makes others aware of how extreme depression can be...I, myself, was diagnosed with severe depressive disorder as well as severe anxiety almost a month ago...I have suffered so much loss throughout the past year that it broke me...losing my home...most of my belongings...family...animals etc it has been a constant battle with my emotions...depression doesn't just have one face...going through it all I suffer behind a mask because I want to help others all the while suffering myself...a person with masked depression often feels emotions more intensely than others...they can cry out of the blue or get angry quickly over small things...they look at things with a less optimistic view...they may put out a cry for help only to take it back...hidden depression makes you feel there is something wrong with you and it's such a lonely feeling...most don't understand...the uncontrollable emotional rollercoaster...some depression doesn't even look like depression because of increased anger and irritiability where a person appears angry or irritibable at anyone...I'm being open about this part of my life because I want others to know that sometimes those that we judge or look at a certain wat may be suffering from depression & just need one person to reach out that won't give up....I'm only human & even though I feel buried I'm going to fight my way out of this & put the pieces back together...
That was a tough loss. The execution down the stretch became poor and yet another close game gets away. This needs to stop now or we are looking at an easy loss in the first round. It only gets harder from here. We go to Indiana on Sunday. They'll be looking to beat us and send a message. We need to focus.